My Wife Is the Martial Alliance Head

1265 Prince Al

"impossible!"

Zack growled and looked at the blood knife under his feet in disbelief. This blood knife was stepped into the ground well!

"Sorry, you can step back."

Li Fan said, an elbow was resting on Zack's lower abdomen.

"puff!"

Zack's body was directly blown off, and he spun a few times in the air. Finally, he smashed heavily on the back wall, directly smashing a painting on it, and broke the wall, embedded in it.

"Are there no stronger people?"

The vitality of Li Fan's body kept on wandering, slamming around, and the blood races around him were shocked, and no one dared to approach.

William admires Li Fan, who is indeed Mr. Li, the patron saint of Huaxia. All these blood races were afraid of Li Fan's momentum.

"Zu Zhuang Clan, if you don't have an opponent, you can't retreat quickly!"

Li Fan warned for the last time.

"If you don't listen to advice, there is no amnesty to kill."

Li Fan's words are here, and the blood races are indeed afraid of him and dare not come forward.

The night castle is their base camp, but now it is penetrated by an Oriental man, and no one can stop it.

"Prince, please come forward!"

All blood racers knelt on the ground and asked in unison.

Prince?

According to Li Fan, there is only one prince in this place, and that is Al Parker. It was fun to let Al Parker fight against himself.

After fighting with the blood family, Li Fan found that even if they were dukes, their strength, in terms of strength, was regarded as the highest level in the Wudou family. However, the fighting level is not enough. Their fighting style is monotonous, and their comprehensive strength is at most entering the hall.

If it is the prince, I hope I can give myself more surprises.

Li Fan holding his arms, standing in the distance, waiting for the Prince to come.

"Who noisy me."

It was another dull voice, and I didn't know where it started. With this voice came some kind of trembling chill. Frost kept rising on this floor, and the carpets were frozen out of ice, like an ice rink.

And Li Fan stood on it, unmoved, and seemed to be waiting for this person to come. In the castle, a coffin suddenly fell from the sky, crashed on the ground, and smashed in front of the throne.

"Squeaked ..."

The coffin slowly opened, and a teenager about ten years old stood inside. With a wave of his hand, the coffin flew up and slammed aside. He himself sat on the throne slowly, tilted Erlang's legs, and looked at Li Fan below.

"Is the Lord finally here?"

Li Fan sneered, "Alright, don't want to die, get my little Wan."

"Xiaowan?"

Al squinted his chin and frowned. "I haven't been out for hundreds of years. I don't know who you are talking about. But you can't do it if you want me to die?"

This Alfred was a golden boy who looked so charming and attractive.

No one ever thought that such a childish-looking boy turned out to be the ultimate boss of the Parker family, Al Parker.

"You can't do it. Do you know soon after you try it?"

Li Fan swayed his hands forward and made the starting position of "The Final of Kowloon".

"Hua Xia, I only heard about it before, I have never been there."

Al picked up the nail clippers and trimmed his short nails. He seemed to care about his appearance, and by the way cut his golden long hair short to shoulder-length position, and then pierced his head into a pony tail.

"I heard that there are some powerful martial arts fighters in China. I thought it was just a rumor. I didn't expect to see it today."

"I have only heard of some blood races, and I have only seen them recently."

Li Fan started to move his muscles. "Is the Prince strong? Let me try it?"

"Just awake, I'm too lazy to move my muscles."

Al shook her fingers at a woman's bloodline next to her, and the woman was overjoyed and ran up, rubbing her shoulders.

"Say, what do you want to do?"

"How to fight? There is no way to fight?"

Li Fan was a little surprised.

"I have a problem, and I'm very quiet."

Al Manyoyo said, "In general, if you ca n’t fight, you do n’t have to fight. But if someone else fights with me, then I will be killed. So I want to ask you if you want to fight two casually or let Am I serious? "

"Of course I'm more serious, otherwise I'll run over in the middle of the night, how boring I am."

Li Fan stretched his waist.

"Also, I won. You need to find me Xiaowan."

"Okay, I'm just talking."

Al waved away the woman, then slowly stood up.

"If you can win me, then you will fulfill your wish. If you die, your body will be buried here for you. How about it, I am alright?"

"Thank you so much."

Li Fan laughed, and at this moment, William was trembling in Li Fan's pocket.

Seeing the boss of the family, I was scared to death.

"Oh yes, who is that little guy in your pocket. It seems that he is already a duke when he is young, which is really amazing."

Al praised, "For so many years, the Parker family hasn't had too many characters. With your talent, soon, the Parker family will have a second prince."

"You've been sleeping for so many years?"

Li Fan felt William's uneasiness, and he turned to the topic.

"Living too long will always feel a little uneasy."

Al sighed, "Especially I became a prince, but was judged by the sun, and I couldn't go out of the earth's world for the rest of my life. For hundreds of years before becoming a blood race, I also tried to go out at night, and even knew one Peerless woman. I am a demon walking at night, but she is a beautiful angel. I love her, but she does not want to be a bloodline, and I can only watch her die. "

"You're so young? Some woman will fall in love with you?"

Li Fanxin said that this is too heavy taste.

"I am a blood race and can control my appearance."

Al casually said, "Since then, I have been sleeping here all day long. Keeping a child is just to sleep more comfortably."

"Listening to your tone doesn't seem to discriminate against me?"

"Why discriminate against you?"

Al was a little surprised. "Just because you are human? No, I respect humans, and every race deserves respect."

"Ok?"

Li Fan is a little puzzled. Isn't the tradition of the Parker family pedigree?

"I understand."

Al was very clever, and he instantly understood Li Fan's thoughts, "You should be Conan Parker. Indeed, he is a pure-blooded fanatic. My son, it's not quite that ordinary. But, no Mention them, can we start? "